Home away from home

The color of the cows maybe slightly different from home, but the smell is still the same and the cows don't have an accent.

"The cars are coming from all directions, all the wrong direction"

I think she is talking about me.....This email was sent out to the entire student body, I am sorry I am American-I normally have the right away.

Lost

Just walked around looking completely lost for room tg4 and then with the help of Alicia I found it. Still no one there, walked up stairs no one. I don't know anyone in the group so I couldn't even look for someone I knew, I didn't know anyone. Everyone was in tg2, #only at Harper

How I love Monday

Here is a good laugh for you guys first I walk into class and see that the only person I know is ging so why not sit next to him. As I walk in he gives me a head nod and I gave him the what up peace sign - that means f off in the uk do after explaining that to him I am sitting there and realize that I have come and entire hour early to a class that I am not even in.... It is soooo Monday. Hope your is better than mine

And now I am here a whole hour early for class

Yea they don't mean the same thing

I walked in the class room and did the peace sign that doesn't mean the same thing

Slang

'Ello dya go out laast nigh'
Slight pause and then my response
No no I didnt
Aw ell ya missed a fine one. A tad bit hanging today. Cheerio

Welcome to english lol

I have friends!!!

This is Lucy she is in my farm nutrition course on thursday mornings, that's the morning after Wednesday night

The telephone booths are not a myth

Midnight McDonald run with the flight

Oh goodness all for the sake of memories and food of course

By Harper standards

Chilled walk

You don't realize how American you look until you come to a different country and people notice. I figured i could out smart the trend by dressing like them. They only wear sweaters and a best with a colorful scarf, I can do that too. Of course I chose today, the colder day yet.... Just my luck. People still stare but I think now it is because of my bright red cheeks. Moral of the story who cares if people look at you because you are American

The Simple Pleasures in Life

Having a light switch right over the head of my bed. Good Night

Week in Review

I have found that I cannot do anything less than my best, which in most things would be considered a great accomplishment but when it comes to blogging-it is not. I cannot just sit down jot a few things down and leave, no it has to be the whole day and everyday including all of the small details. As this whole trip is a time for me to group and become a better me I am going to try it.

Highlights-

• I made friends- I love everyone here at Harper and I still firmly believe it is because we are all farmers here
• I have a lot of eating to do-there are so many different types of foods that I have never ever even heard to eat
• My first week of classes are over and I love all of them-that maybe because I have no assignments yet
• Kate, Paula, India, and I all went and saw War Horse last night-a very intense movie, but still wonderful (I guess I just don't have much of a soft spot for horses)
• I dressed up on Wednesday night in a bin bag (garbage bag)-Classy
• I finally met both Kate and Alicia, the best girls ever!!! The ones that were my email friends before I came over
• Kate and I went out to eat with her friends Jess and Jess, delicious English Food-She is coming to Cornell next semester!!!!!
• I decorated my room tourist theme, it looks much better now and not so lonely
• I have my own bathroom!!!! -first time in my whole life

Oh and a few stories will come about my week believe me.

‘ello my little hen

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My last night of sleeping in Rome was equivalent to the amount of sleep a five year old gets Christmas Eve. I am not sure if it was the anxiety, anticipation, or just the fact the bed consisted of 2 pieces of plywood with a sheet draped over it. I kept looking at the clock, and turning over. Although Italy’s efforts to safe electricity by having the key in order to turn on the lights, when you lose the key it makes for a very dark shower-talk about getting dressed in the dark. Anika, Paige and Anna all helped me pack my bags the night before, so there really was not much for me to do.

The whole group of 52 of us all loaded on to the bus for one last time-I still had 2 suitcases, a backpack, 3 jackets, and a pillow/blanket. I weighed my stuff the night before the total weight exceeded 125 pounds. When the bus dropped us off at terminal 5, I navigated myself to terminal 1-still looking like a little kid going to camp for the first time with all of his treasured possessions. There was no way for me to have my flight come in any earlier, which was perfectly fine after the fight I had to go through with security.  Either way I made it through, all I had to leave behind was my peanut butter (Sorry Heather, they said it was a biosecurity hazard to carry it on and I did not have any room for it underneath) and my towel from the hotel. I found out this morning when I went to take my shower, it would have been very nice to have. The fitted bed sheet work fine though.

On the flight from Rome to Amsterdam (six hours), the service was excellent. I had a flavorful sandwich, Carmel cookie, coffee, and orange juice (not at the same time of course). Again, I think the fact I had to give up my breakfast at checkpoint and the fact it was free might have encouraged my taste buds. After arrival, I pulled both of my bags down from the stowed compartments in ease (if I would have shown signs of strain, I was going to have to check them under), an older gentleman tried to help-I thought my bags were going to give him a heart attack. He was so nice that when he handed my bags over to me, he even asked if I wanted to smoke with him. We parted our ways, and I walked what felt like to be an eternity to gate D49. Although the walk was bad, once I was there I realized there was no food around and I was sure not going to make the voyage back.

When the time came to “board” my final plan, I walked through security trying to organize my stuff to make it look like a façade. If I did not have to pay for my luggage, I would have saved a total of $200 dollars or more on just luggage. After my sigh of relief, the pilot came over the microphone “I am sorry for the inconvenience, this aircraft has technical difficulties. We will now have to change to a different plane, and through security again.” I am no rocket scientist, but I know there could have been an easier and quicker way than repeating security on the passengers the next gate over. 1 hour and 50 minutes later our seatbelts were fastened. I was hoping for some service food, but this time was your typical chips and burnt coffee.

I went through customs, showed off my hard earned visa sticker, and exchanged my money while waiting for my bags. I wish I knew how this whole money exchange thing worked, so I could know how much and where the best place to use my card and cash were. It is almost as confusing as the whole electricity thing-I still do not know how that works, converter/adapter/power surge/2 prong/3 prong=Complete confusion. Down the hallway, around the corner on your left, up the ramp take a right, down the hall until you see an escalator, up the escalator on the right, a crossed the monorail, and off to your left is the ticket center for the train. The next train was leaving in 5 minutes to Telford for 10:10 pounds (I still do not know how to write that or even say that).  Making only as many enemies as I hit getting on the train-I was not off to a good “make friends when you get there” start. With that being said after 3 stops I got off in Telford central and became friends with the Taxi driver.

No worries though, I fully evaluated the situation and decided that I could, out run him or hit him with any of my 3 bags of luggage if he tried anything. He was nice enough though to let me use his cell phone and call Mitch. I immediately went to the driver side of the car( the driver side in England, passenger side in America). My stomach was seriously eating away at itself, as all I had to eat were chips and coffee-so we stopped at KFC. I was completely fine with that though because I had eaten so much in Italy it was nice to have an “American meal”. We sat and talked about the college and my accommodations.

As we were driving to the college, I recognized the main building from the website-it’s gorgeous. I was here. Only a short time ago, it was only a thought, I couldn’t believe it. I called Mom and Dad in Mitch’s office, I had to fight back the tears because the sound of their voice sounded so close. I survived though and Amy my dorm Worden came and took me to my room. Darby Hall 17-funny thing was that when I got to my room, there was no bedding and no one knew I was coming and  the word Dick was written a crossed my door. Welcome to Harper Adams, I laughed and got my luggage unpacked, as they got my bedding. Finally at 12:30 I went to bed-I was exhausted, but I survived.

The title is what people here in England call “strangers”, like saying hello darling they will say “’ello my little hen” or “ello my duckling” or “my love.

Sorry I am a day or so behind. I am hoping to catch up tonight, but I am going to start just blogging funny little things now too that I have a post started.